Central High School - Booster Yearbook (La Crosse, WI)

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C mmmgli ummm 'N Emma n f l lanes ig ' N 'gym rm f f ll? F ' .Raasfea Qln emnrizrm glilirs. iilizaheilg gflrisli Bien Qlpril 18, 1924 Mrs. Elizabeth H. Irish was born in Wisconsin and was a resident of this state most of her life. A few hours before she died she requested that her obituary be brief, and dictated the following: Elizabeth H. Irish, after 22 years of continued teaching passed away Friday morning, April 18. Interested in the civic life of the city, she was a member of the Twentieth Century Club, Community Service, University Women's Association and Chairman of the Educational Department of her church. She was a graduate of Milwaukee-Downer College, and in 1914 she took her M. A. degree at the University of Wisconsin. After extended diagnosis it was decided there was some hidden source of septic poison - Here her interest lagged and she ceased to speak. She was interred at Anoka, Minnesota, so that her body might lie near the loved ones who were with her at the last. Among the most personal effects of Mrs. Irish was found this poem by Henry Van Dyke- WORK Let me but do my work from day to day, In field or forest, at desk or loom, In roaring market-place or tranquil room, Let me but find it in my heart to say, When vagrant wishes becken me astray, This is my work, my blessing, not my doom, Of all who live,I am the one by whom This work can best be done in the right way. Abiding faith in youth, love of her profession, loyalty to her task, sympathy for the unfortunate. and charity in her relationships with her associates, characterized the faithful teacher, the kindly friend, whose memory we commemorate-Mrs. Elizabeth H. Irish. For twenty years a teacher in the public schools of La Crosse, her strong personality and gentle ministrations have influenced the lives of many boys and girls and men and women of our community who feel a distinct personal loss in her demise. Her keen insight into character, her unusual understanding of youth and its problems, her deep interest in human welfare, and her sincere effort to render service to humanity, inspired confidence in her work and made her a force for good in our school and our community. A good and faithful servant, her reward is the everlasting respect and gratitude of those whom she served. n NINETEEN TWENTY-FOUR 15

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min trim g ME F' ' 711, 'U W Li t Ei!!! ,B asf i AN ODE TO THE SENIORS Seniors, your dear High School days Are going-going fast. You've striven for a goal these years You've reached it now, at last. Aren't you just a little sorry To leave your school so dear- You remember when you entered How 'twas held in trembling fear? Then the days passed slowly on. Easier grew the rugged ways. You steadily climbed the hard steep paths And now y0u've found it pays! VVe know you're glad to leave us, Your work is nearly done. You've held the sway, and had your way, Your pleasures and your fun. But is hasn't been all sunshine. There were clouds and many rains. Yet don't you feel that backslides Make more welcome hard earned gains? W'e're following closely, Senior Class, And soon will take your place. But we're not at all unknowing Of the obstacles we face. VVe're going to overcome them, And when the time for us draws nigh, VVe'll try our best to leave, like you, A record for La Crosse High. -Wilnia Clark, '27. NINETEEN TWENTY-FOUR 16